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“All I know is that the hours are long... and constrain us to beguile them with …”

“Be again, be again. (Pause.) All that old misery. (Pause.) Once wasn't enough f…”

“It was a strange room, the door hanging off its hinges, and yet a telephone. Bu…”

“Old endgame lost of old, play and lose and have done with losing.”